It was early January and it had been an extremely cold winter so far and I was looking forward to the two weeks vacation we had booked for next week to Jamaica. Jane, my wife and I had planned this vacation for the past year and were looking forward to getting away from it all and enjoy some long overdue R & R.
Jane had gone on a strict diet for the past six months and had lost most of the twenty-five pounds she had gained since we were married 14 years ago. She always had such a nice figure, but as the kids came along and the years went by, she had gained some weight. Not that she was out of proportion, but now her breast seemed so much larger and her butt-end seemed so much firmer. She looked very good and much more sexier.
As her reward I said she could buy a new bikini, gave her my credit card, and off she went shopping. She returned a few hours later with a mischievous grin on her face and a small bag in her hand. She returned my credit card and the handed me the receipt. To my surprise it was $400.00. "$400.00? In that small bag?....This I got to see!". Janey went to try on her new purchase.
She came out modeling a skimpy, black with yellow trim string bikini that just covered her firm butt and barely held her ample bust. "Nice", I said. "But $400.00 for that little bit of material?"
"Well", Jane said..."I bought two; Let me show you the other".
She came out with the other bikini on. It had less material than the other, much less, but it looked great on her.
"It's a thong, like it?"
"Well, it leaves very little to the imagination" I said as I examined the woman whom I had married 14 years ago, "But you had better get to the tanning shop and brown up a little before we get to the tropical sun"
We got off the plane in the early afternoon and the heat and the humidity hit hard. I couldn't wait to get to our air conditioned room. As we entered our hotel a nice young Jamaican named Stan helped us to our room with our bags. Stan had a very large frame an infectious smile and a very pleasant personality. I could see him looking Janie over. I didn't blame him. She looked good for a woman pushing 40. Stan said if there was anything we needed to just let him know. I assured him we would, tipped him and let him out our door.
Janie said she wanted to go for a quick dip and got into her black and yellow trimmed bikini. Man, she looked good. I took her in my arms and gave her a deep throat kiss. I started to caress her cheeks of her butt. She slapped my hands playfully and said "Not right now Hun, I don't want to go to the pool smelling of sex". I grudgingly agreed and I said I would unpack and join her as soon as I could. Janie went down to the pool and I got things in order.
It was about 30 minutes later I joined Janie by the pool. As I approached I admired Janie in her new bikini, freshly tanned and a little lighter than what I was use to. I wasn't the only one. Stan also was appreciating her fine form as he brought her a drink.
He looked up and asked if he could get me anything. "Drink, ganga, towel"?
"Ganga, what is that Stan?" I said.
He smiled, "pot, grass, marijuana", we have the finest in the world right here on the island".
It had been years since I had tried pot and I was on holidays so I said "why not". Stan explained that it was illegal and we had to use discretion. I agreed and we planned for Stan to come back to the room after dinner.
It was a fine dinner and I was bushed after such a long day. We were just getting settled and a knock came to the door. It was Stan and a few of his friends. "Hello Mike, Janie, I got the stuff. And I picked up some fine rum."
"Great" I said, "but Janie doesn't smoke, but I'll have her share."
"This is Charles and my brother Stephan, hope you don't mind that they came along, but they had the ganga."
"No problem" I assured them and they came in.
Stan rolled up the biggest joint I have ever seen. It must have had a quarter ounce in it. He lit it up while Janie poured us some of the rum Stan had brought. She mixed it 5 to 1, but it was so strong it tasted like it was straight up. I took a long haul on the joint and held it. My lungs felt like they would burst, but I didn't choke. The buzz hit me immediately. I giggled. Janie finished her drink and Stephan offered to get her another and to top mine up. Janie then held out her hand for the joint. Stan passed it to her and she took a short puff, which I'm sure must have filled her lungs by the way she coughed. I quibbled " Good stuff eh Janie?" She giggled.